I can see through you
oh Hecate, the darkness goddess
your howling dogs during darkest of the night
Did I hear it calling ?
A snake-headed creature waiting at the crossroad
sometimes head that looked like that of a horse
sometimes like that of a dog,
lurking behind this big tree, my curiosity is growing like hairs
Did you hear the voice I never spoke?
For all those, who never fear the darkness.